Open your eyes It's only just begun All hold hands Let the will be done Dawn is on its feet again They're stabbing into the street again But the loneliest ones Take a stab at the sun Standing together my friends and me Thirty-Three on the balcony A single file line of losers makes for a winning streak In taking ourselves did we take a vote Stu from Appliances wrote the note We look down below us at the people and cars Funny how little they look and how big we now are